Watch Me Marry Your Rival

Synopsis

As the industry's top relationship therapist, it was pure irony that I was tying the knot with Levi Bennet—a ruthless billionaire who worshipped profit and scoffed at love. With the venue packed full of A-listers, Levi called out of the blue. "Urgent board meeting," he claimed, leaving me to face the music alone. His forced composure set off my bullshit detector. I whipped out my phone and pulled up his GPS tracker. A little red dot blinked right above me—in the hotel's penthouse suite. I marched upstairs and pushed open the cracked door. There he was, down on one knee. His large hand gripped my best friend's ankle as he viciously ripped the black sheer tights right off her leg. "Levi," Madison Cooper purred. "Your bride is a shrink, remember? Aren't you terrified she'll catch you sneaking a quickie?" Levi let out a dark chuckle. "She's too busy playing the perfect little bride downstairs. She hasn't got a clue." Absolute disgust washed over me. I ripped off my veil and barked a cold order: "Refund the cash gifts. The wedding is off." Moments later, a voice note from Levi popped up on my screen. "Babe, Madison twisted her ankle and I was just helping her out. Don't be dramatic. I'll make it up to you with an even bigger wedding next time." I hit 'Block' without batting an eye. A pathological liar with zero empathy? Please. As if I'd waste my billable hours fixing a piece of trash like him.